In the three years we've known each other, Bill has never sat around on me like this. Earlier this morning, he had a cactus sticker in his face and I was able to get close enough to pluck it and pull it out.
Bill is a finicky eater, only eating the live mealworms and ignoring the dead ones. But I took a dried crispy dead one in my fingers was able to use it to scrape the salt deposits off of his nostrils without him flinching much. I'm guessing that at first he thought it was weird but then realized that it felt good to have that gone and let me do it.
Now he's just chilling on my leg. He has never done this before. It might be that my evaporating sweat is cooler than the surrounding air because it's still 100° here in the shade. In the cooler months, Harriet used to sit on my leg like this because I was warm. But I'm also probably kind of cool right now.
